Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was that on the window
Did he or was he pushed?
He a note which no one read
In desperate the note just said:
"Never my back on society
Society is back on me.
tried once to drop out,
I couldn't get in from the start."

The all played clever games
The grown-ups gave them clever
Turned them all from very
On to the competition
Feed them T.V.
Teach just how they should play
For the ones that to stray
Cut them off till they

Our friend was not the type
To to have to stand and fight
Bully boys all could
the lonely little kid
The grown ups all looked hard and
Said "He's got two he can stand on"
We never like the sickly
The boisterous ones are more fun

He found it to socialize
Cause when he laughed or want he
In the place he'd be chastised
An to be despised
Never learnt to play the the way
That your to play
Never the things to say
Or lock emotion away

Who was that on the window
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a note no one read
In desperate hand the just said:
"Never turn my on society
Society is back on me.
All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong."
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"

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The unfree is full of woe
Into the adult he will grow
unfree children of is own
On and on and so it

Take your from off your genitals
Eat those greens and grow up
Don't piss yourself it's very
Stephen, don't you shine
Don't now we are talking
Not a word you disgrace
There's people
embarrass us
And let us catch you masturbate

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I was a baby my mummy told me
If I was a bad boy would scold me
I was a baby my mummy lectured
If I was a boy I would be rewarded

Mummy, daddy, what more would you
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My gone
To a place where I go
A that's cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and pike suits
My gone
My gone

When I was a girl my mummy told me
Had to make an effort to make myself
Got to get a husband, got to have a
Got to be a credit to the rest of the

Mummy, daddy, more would you expected
In eyes I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the that you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of corporate
Supermarkets and three pike
My mummy's
My gone

Now that I'm older, I know that you me
But I don't hold it you, though it damage me sorley
I know you're a victim just like me
You can the pressure just just like me

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your I'm not to be respected
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a where I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and three pike
My gone
My mummy's